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From the Forth to the Earn.

FROM the Forth to the banks of fweet Earn, I have travelled many a long mile, The thoughts of my deareft lafs Jeanny, The weariefome hours did beguil ; The very laft night that we parted, She promifed still true to remain, My heart it was dirling with fondnef, I kifs’d her again and again.

Nae langer will I fpend my filler, Nae langer will I lye my lane, Nae langer I’ll rin after lafses, I’ll foon hae a wife o’ my ain. For many a wild foot I hae wander’d, And many long night fpent in vain, Dancing and drinking, and courting, But I’ll foon get a wife of my ain.

It’s no ’caufe her cheeks are like rofes Nor yet for her dark roiling e’e It’s not for her fweet comely features, Thefe charms they are nothing to me ; The ftorms of life may foon blaft them, Or fieknefs make them fade away, But virtue, when fix’d in the bofom. Will flourifh and never decay.

Her mother is growling and fretting, I red you take care of yon crab, He’ll no be that eafy to live with, He'll ne’er be like doufe Mofes Rob.